SirManSquid
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Joined: March 2022 Last seen: 1 year ago

Submitted Poems 12 total

On Beautiful Things. French Fries, Tykes’ ecstasies, Clean bruises and “F-streaks.” How could something so healing cause ... – *by Caleb Delos-Santos*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Joe's Drive. Joe drove home. Snow flowed. Stones froze. Joe groaned, “Joan won’t phone. Hoes don’t phone.” Though those roads glowed, Joe’s hope sloped. “Oh!” Joe’s phone showed, “Joan.” “Don’t go... – *by Caleb Delos-Santos*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Her Hair Today: A Cywydd Deuair Fyrion. As they relay boasts on a play, my sights survey her locks’ blonde spray. Those slick strips ray tint among grey, sway dim dismay, and make my... – *by Caleb Delos-Santos*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
A Lovely Chewy Cyrch A Chwta. My Love is better than you. Your greatest face can’t brew stew better than her smile’s soup. Two sips can unsicken a slew of oozy sneeze days. One chew of her chuckle can unglue sour hours. She’s my great food-tray And one day, I’ll say, “I... – *by Caleb Delos-Santos*	7 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
A Post Peace Pantoum. Before my next depressive fret, I sat in grass while passing lip-locks off to her. That day, she cooled my core with precious pats. Before, we swallowed scents and let love stir. In grass, while passing lip-locks off to her, I pried into her... – *by Caleb Delos-Santos*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating